"How is it? Do you accept it?" Ding Wei said with a smile.
"I'm willing to admit defeat." Ma San said very simply.
Hearing this, Sun Desheng said: "This game will be treated as a draw between us, and we will directly determine the winner or loser in the next game.
I won’t bully you either. I will accompany you no matter what you want and I will never take advantage of you."
After a pause, Sun Desheng said again: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Remember to choose your strengths. Don't be unconvinced when you lose and say that I can't win with force!"
"Fuck you, do I still need you to give in?" Ma San suddenly became angry when he heard Sun Desheng's words.
"Since you are also a cavalryman, your skills on horseback must be good. In this case, let's see the real chapter on horseback!"
With that said, Ma San looked at Ding Wei and said, "Captain, what do you think?"
Just as Ding Wei was about to answer, he suddenly heard a system prompt sound in his ear.
"Sun Desheng was detected, and Ma and San were not convinced of each other and wanted to compete."
"Choose one, the host chooses to watch two competitions, decide the winner, and get the reward, the soul of the cavalry leader."
"Choice two, ignore it, turn around and leave."
"Note: The soul of the cavalry leader, strengthened, learned cavalry skills, in addition to the host, it will be easier to lead the cavalry, command the cavalry in battle, and win the respect of the cavalry."
When Ding Wei saw this skill, he immediately became happy.
This skill is completely prepared for one of them.
Ding Wei chose one without hesitation.
This is a good skill, and it is simply tailor-made for Sun Desheng.
Ding Wei was thinking about whether he should use it for Sun Desheng later to improve his strength.
"Captain, commander?"
A shout brought Ding Wei back from his thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Ding Wei asked.
Then, Ding Wei suddenly remembered that Ma San was asking them how they were doing in the competition on horseback.
"I don't care. I am just a witness to the competition between you." Ding Wei said indifferently.
"Sun Desheng, do you dare to compete?" Ma San looked at Sun Desheng and asked provocatively.
"Why don't you dare?" Sun Desheng said proudly: "I have been fighting in the north and south for many years, is it possible that I am still afraid of you?"
"Don't talk about how good your skills are. You won't be able to cry when you lose." Ma San retorted.
"That's enough, it doesn't matter how good you are at talking about it." Ding Wei scolded: "We have to see the real results. Since it is a competition, let's not use real swords and guns, so as not to hurt the harmony."
As he said that, Ding Wei pointed at a soldier and said, "Who is that? Go get two wooden knives."
Ding Wei decided not to use the soul of the cavalry leader for the time being. Sun Desheng had been here for so long, and he really wanted to see what Sun Desheng's strength was.
Not long after, the soldier returned with two wooden knives.
Ding Wei divided the wooden knives between the two of them and left an open space for them.
It was enough for them to run wildly and fight.
The two men were holding wooden swords and riding horses in the middle of the field.
"kill!"
Ma San took the lead in attacking with his horse, but Sun Desheng remained calm and looked at Ma San charging with a bit of disdain on his lips.
"Boom!"
Sun Desheng just raised his knife slightly and dodged the blow.
Ma San's move immediately won the cheers of the audience.
"What are you shouting for? What the hell are you shouting for?"
Ding Wei shouted, and the cavalry suddenly became quiet.
"Old Sun, how are you?" Ma San asked with a smile, "Does your wrist hurt?"
"Barely." Sun Desheng said with a smile, turning a deaf ear to Ma San's sarcasm.
In just one moment, Sun Desheng saw the strength of this guy Ma San.
This guy's kung fu on horseback is good, and his kung fu has indeed gone through many years of practice, but compared to his own, it's still not that good.
For no other reason, Ma San's moves have no traces of anything on the battlefield. Presumably, they are just step-by-step training, with little actual combat experience.
At Ma San's level, it's not bad to bully novices, but once he meets a real master of horse fighting.
Even if ten people come, Ma San is not an expert enough to play alone.
Sun Desheng made an estimate and said bluntly that with Ma San's current strength, and him, it was not enough to deal with it alone.
Not to mention anything else, Ma San's first move just now, if it had been on the battlefield, Ma San would have been a dead man.
Ding Wei shook his head slightly, losing interest in the next competition.
Although there was only one move at the moment, he could still see that Ma San had actually lost.
Not to mention anything else, just now I had nine ways to kill Ma San, let alone Sun Desheng who was proficient in fighting on Mashan.
In a word, Ma San is too superstitious about moves and lacks practical experience.
Ding Wei could tell at a glance that Ma San rarely fought in actual combat. Even if he had actual combat experience, the ones he fought were all unqualified novices.
The battlefield is no child's play, how could the enemy follow your path?
Ma San's kung fu was good, but compared to Sun Desheng who fought on the battlefield, the two of them were not at the same level.
now.
The two were already fighting together.
Every move Ma San made was as if Sun Desheng could predict it.
He rode the horse as if he were strolling, and handled it very calmly. Even if Ma San made tricky moves, Sun Desheng could easily resolve them.
The most important thing is.
Sun Desheng had been defending from the beginning. He only neutralized the moves and did not launch any moves at all.
The cavalrymen watching the battle all around looked at each other in confusion from being excited before to looking strange now.
At first they thought Sun Desheng could only defeat Ma San, but then Sun Desheng had already neutralized many of Ma San's moves.
As cavalry, they have not experienced much actual combat.
But no matter how stupid they are.
Now they can still see who has the advantage and who is at a disadvantage in the field.
They began to sweat for Ma San.
"Sun Desheng, why don't you take action!" Ma San asked angrily, "This is a battlefield. Do you also have to defend yourself when facing the enemy?"
With that said, Ma San struck again, waving his saber and stabbing Sun Desheng at a tricky angle.
But Sun Desheng seemed to have been prepared for it. He jumped on his horse and came to Ma San's back.
Ma San stabbed directly into the air.
"You want me to make a move?" Sun Desheng said with a smile: "Then I'm welcome!"
After saying that, Sun Desheng put away his playful expression and slapped the horse's butt hard with his saber.
The horse under Ma San's crotch suddenly let out a cry, raised its front hooves, and threw Ma San off the horse.
All this happened very quickly, Ma San had no defense at all, and he suddenly felt his body lightened.
With quick hands and eyes, Sun Desheng quickly grabbed Ma San by the collar and gently threw him to the ground.
Before Ma San could get up, Sun Desheng came to him.
"You lost." Ma San was facing Ma San, holding the wooden knife and pointing at him and said.
Looking at the wooden knife in front of him, Ma San felt as if he had knocked over a bottle of five-flavor mixture, and various complex emotions arose in his heart.
Ma Zhan, who was deeply proud of himself, was actually defeated by the humble man in front of him. If it had been a battlefield just now, he would have been dead alone.
The cavalry watching the show all around showed strange expressions.